Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Imrik, who looked refreshed, came out of the corner with Adira, who was bowed in thought. Most of them had expressions that everyone knew, and some looked like they hated iron. shook his head.

No matter what these dragon princes think, these people are extremely cold when they go abroad. After coming back, everyone is like Davian, wanting to join in the fun if they gossip. Ever since the last time Davian showed off that secret internally, intentionally or unintentionally, After removing the gap between Jinse, many dragon princes ran to the dragon palace and cried miserably.

I have been loyal to the dragon tamer family for six thousand years, but the equipment I wear is still the tatters left by my ancestors three thousand years ago. It has been broken and repaired, repaired and broken again, and it has taken thousands of years of sewing and repair. Shouldn't I make some arrangements for them? There are all the good things, I said, but it's just a matter of time before things calm down a bit.

Returning to the banquet hall, I found that Edtelis was chatting and laughing with Flora, and even dancing on the dance floor in the middle. However, the Dragon Prince's stiff posture and the actions of stepping on the soles of his female companion's feet from time to time made people suspicious. His level of communication and Flora's initiative to match his rhythm allowed the dance to continue.

The Dragon Prince's brows and eyes were full of gentle smiles. It seemed that no matter how brave a person was on the battlefield, he could not maintain his usual coldness in front of the one who was moved by his heart.

But his stiff body movements made the Dragon Prince a little doubtful. Is this kid definitely the heir? It seems that old Hallandur's idea of ​​practicing a trumpet quickly before he died was right.

Finally, after the music of the maids ended, the two of them bowed to the surroundings, and the dragon princes who were watching also cooperated and applauded. Edtelis hunted Druzi in the vast ocean for his deceased wife. It is well known in many countries that when seeing such a scene, it is still time to send a blessing.

But just when the atmosphere was harmonious, a discordant voice suddenly sounded, saying quietly, "The lowly have their own fun, which is to imitate the behavior of the noble, with noble intentions; the noble has its own purity, which is Have mercy on the lowly and have pure intentions.”

Hearing this, Imrik, who was applauding beside him, began to feel cold. Who was the speaker? How could Caledor be such an idiot? No matter how low his emotional intelligence is, Edtelis is a high-ranking dragon prince with outstanding military achievements. Coupled with his family's prominent position in Caledor, he is already on the road to the highest level of the kingdom in the future.

Soon Imrik found the person who was speaking. He was wearing a yellow and white Tyranlok noble attire, sitting on a chair, holding a book in his left hand and a cup in his right hand. The table next to him was already filled with wine. Pot, a lot of precious purple liquid was sprinkled on the ground by him at will. If he could use one word to describe it, it would be a prodigal poet.

Turning to look at Adila, she saw her shaking her head slightly, moving her lips slightly, and said in a small voice, "Parliament."

Good guy, the Tyranlock Council dares to shit on the Dragon Palace, right?

But he didn't act immediately. Instead, he squinted his eyes and thought about what this guy's purpose was. With Fela's body in a state of desperation and his brain numbed by alcohol, anyone present could kill him without any pressure. It would definitely not be the case. Long Aotian, who was killed somewhere, came to the dragon palace to cause trouble.

At this moment, the prodigal son, who was half leaning on the chair, continued, "What the poet king said is true. Some people are honored by their ancestors, while some people are noble in nature."

Waving his hand to stop the angry Dragon Princes, Imric already knew what the Tyranlock Council sent this guy to do. According to the Dragon Prince's usual temperament, those who came to provoke would most likely be thrown off the Dragon's Back Mountains. If If you throw this guy down yourself, then the Parliament can join forces with Tyran Loch's civil forces to resist cooperation with Caledor.

He winked at Edtelis, who clenched his fists and wanted to teach the prodigal son an unforgettable lesson, and told him to take Flora to the other side first, and he would handle this matter himself.

Adila looked at Imrik with a cold expression in embarrassment. The relationship between the two was much better than when they first met. Seeing that cooperation only required practical actions, if she was confused by this idiot, go back In the future, I must find an opportunity to teach him a lesson with a chariot.

If he had followed the character of the Dragon Prince in the past, he would not have hesitated to throw this guy down the Dragon's Back Mountains to seek heights, or throw him into a volcano to make fuel. But it was different now. I saw Imric picking up a handful from the side. Chair, slowly walked over.

Put down the chair, sit next to the prodigal son, and pour a bottle of wine for him, "What should I call this prince of Tyran Loch?"

Seeing that it was the Dragon Prince, his initially frightened expression immediately relaxed due to this action, "Geneni of the Taimei family."

Imric couldn't hold back when he heard this name. This kid is indeed a talent. No wonder he dares to come to a place like the Dragon Palace to provoke him. With this name, he probably has no problem wielding a sword in front of Khorne.

After recalling it, although the original owner only liked dancing with guns and sticks and military strategy, the nobles of various kingdoms still knew about it. After all, he was the heir, and they quickly thought of the information about the person in front of him.

The Taimei family, a famous Anlok family, operates a port and all surrounding industries. It also has a quarry in Baifeng. Although its wealth is not as rich as that of the Anbiqi family, it has a thousand-man legion with complete military equipment and is considered prominent.

But a thousand-man legion dares to come to the Dragon Palace to provoke. I really don’t know if the world is crazy or if I am crazy.

"It turns out that Prince Geneni Taime doesn't know why he came to Caledor this time."

Hearing this, the prodigal finally remembered what he was going to do here, so he clapped his hands outside, and his attendants standing at the door quickly took orders.

After waiting for a few minutes, about ten people came in carrying five large boxes. The prodigal son walked to the box and opened it with both hands. It was filled with gold leaf coins and various gems.

"The Taimei family has admired the name of the Dragon Prince for a long time. They have never had the opportunity to meet him before. This time, the Dragon Prince supported Tyron Locke through the Twilight Tide. To express his gratitude, he brought some gifts."

He stood up slowly, walked to the box full of gold, picked up a few pieces and rubbed them carefully in his hands.

Prince Geneni also took advantage of the situation and asked his servants to open the remaining boxes. They were all of a similar amount, and for a while they looked dazzling under the light.

"The Dragon Prince is quite satisfied with this gift."